Fang Zilan stumbled out of the palace city. Looking up, she saw red lanterns hanging high everywhere, which made the whole capital particularly joyful. People were coming and going, creating a harmonious New Year atmosphere.
Being among the crowd, she felt extremely sour in her heart. Mo Han died, in full view of the public, but the people in the capital seemed to have nothing happened, and they were still singing and dancing.
She was the only one walking alone on the street on a cold and windy New Year's Eve night. From body to heart, no place is warm.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the surrounding gradually became quiet. She raised her eyes and saw the towering walls of the Yucheng Palace.
Normally, such a courtyard wall would not be able to stop her, but today she injured her leg. If she wanted to climb in, it would take a lot of effort, and it would be easy to attract the palace guards.
But in order to find out the truth, she didn't care much. She immediately gritted her teeth and climbed up, and then jumped down neatly.
The moment she landed, the heartbreaking pain made her look distorted, but she still managed not to make any sound. She just leaned against the wall for a long time, then stood upright tremblingly.
After avoiding the inspection of the palace guards, she walked straight towards the brightly lit room not far away. If she guessed correctly, it should be Li Qiyou's study.
At this time, the New Year's Eve palace banquet had been over for a while. What was Li Qiyou doing in the study if he wasn't keeping vigil with his left and right princesses?
Thinking of this, Fang Zilan held her breath, quietly moved over, and looked into the room through the window paper. She saw Li Qiyou standing with his hands behind his back, wondering what he was thinking.
There was no one in the courtyard at this moment, and there was no one else in the study except Li Qiyou. Fang Zilan saw the opportunity and pushed open the study door. She was already in the room in a flash, and then quickly closed the door.
"Who is so bold..." Li Qiyou turned around and stopped questioning when he saw the person clearly, and turned to look surprised, "Miss Fang San? Why did you show up..."
"Your Majesty." Fang Zilan interrupted Li Qiyou's words in a deep voice, dragging his injured leg and slowly walked up to him, "Take a good look, who am I?"
Li Qiyou's expression froze, and when he saw Fang Zilan hurting his leg, he reacted, "You were the noble man that the people said just now fell from the city tower? No, you didn't fall, you jumped down by yourself..."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, "You...you are the Duke of Yue, Zilan! Are you not dead?"
"Mo Han is dead." Fang Zilan ignored Li Qiyou's shock and said sternly: "Li Qiyou, the person you shot was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han."
"I..." Li Qiyou lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.
The moment the arrow was shot, he was completely stunned and his mind went blank. After finally reacting, what he thought was that he actually killed Xu Yi.
For him, killing was not the first time. He had also killed enemies on the battlefield and dealt a heavy blow to the barbarians, but now he was in the capital. On the stage of the New Year's social opera, he accidentally killed an innocent court official...
Later, in the chaos, he saw Awan walking quickly, and then he realized that the person under the mask was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han.
With a quick glance, he was taken away in the chaos. Doubt and guilt dragged him along the way, making him almost collapse.
On the one hand, he suspected that his eyesight was wrong. How could Mo Han appear on the stage of the New Year's social opera. However, he was too impressed by that glance, and since Awan was the first one to rush over, he could no longer deceive himself.
On the other hand, he could not explain his unexplained feelings towards Fang Zilan, and he also had a certain affection for Mo Han. When the Yue Kingdom Palace was raided, he specifically asked about the whereabouts of everyone in the mansion. After learning that After Mo Han went to Xu Mansion, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Xu family has a good reputation and will be treated well...
"Li Qiyou, I think there is nothing inappropriate in my treatment of you. I even saved your life in the northern border." Fang Zilan said angrily: "But I have never relied on kindness to repay you, and I have never asked you to do anything. What's going on, but how do you treat me?"
When she talked about her excitement, she couldn't help but cough a few times, took a breath, and continued: "When you invited me to perform in the New Year's social drama, I suffered all kinds of attacks, but I never complained about you. If you say that you There are discords between us, and the biggest reason is that you asked for marriage but I rejected you, but if you hold a grudge because of this, even if you come for me, why do you want to kill Mo Han?"
"I didn't!" Li Qiyou panicked and pressed Fang Zilan's shoulders with both hands. "I didn't know he was Mo Han at all. I thought he was Xu Yi, and someone jumped at me..."
"You don't know?" Fang Zilan pushed away Li Qiyou's hand in disgust, "You are responsible for preparing the New Year's social opera. Except for the props, which are in charge of the etiquette department, you can do everything. How could you not know about everything else?"
Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but before the rebuttal came out, he heard Fang Zilan say: "What's more, Mo Han is not a martial arts student, but every move he performed in the New Year's Society Opera was not a day's work. If he hadn't already done it in a day, Premeditated, how could he appear on stage instead of Xu Yi?"
"It was Xu Yi during the rehearsal. I really don't know why today..." Before Li Qiyou could finish his words, he froze in place, as if struck by lightning.
Speaking of which, it had been weird for a long time, but he only realized it now...
"What did you remember?" Fang Zilan grabbed Li Qiyou's collar and muttered: "Xu Yi was ill a few days ago and was unable to rehearse the New Year's social drama until the costumes and masks were ready and sent to everyone. He showed up on the second day at the house. But he was wearing a costume and a mask. No matter what others said, he never took it off. I didn't care at the time. Unexpectedly, he fell ill again after returning. Originally, I was worried that he could not On stage..."
"That's enough." Fang Zilan intercepted Li Qiyou's last words, her voice trembling violently, "Do you know it's wrong now? It's too late, Mo Han is already dead."
Li Qiyou held Fang Zilan's wrist, "I killed Mo Han, and I will be responsible to the end."
"Responsible? What are you responsible for?" Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and said: "I just want you to pay for your life, are you willing?"
Hearing this, Li Qiyou slowly let go of his hand and was silent for a while before saying: "If I can relieve the hatred in your heart, I will be willing to do so."
"Okay, this is what you said." Before Fang Zilan finished speaking, she had already pulled out the dagger from her sleeve and pointed it straight at Li Qiyou's chest.
Li Qiyou did not dodge and watched the dagger pierce his chest without any hesitation.
"You..." Li Qiyou's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief, but there was no expression on her face, only calmness.
But her eyes told him that the raging murderous intention hidden under the cold surface was waiting for an outlet.
He may be the first, but he won't be the last.
